Solitude by Fallen Angel Email: fallen_angel_xphile@thexfiles.com Spoilers: Requiem Disclaimer: They all belong to CC, 20th Century FOX. The only purpose of this story is to bring fun to the you. And tears to your eyes, maybe. Category: Shipper/Caractherīs Death Note: This is a fanfiction post Requiem. Very sad. I suggest you not to read this story except if youīre very tough or if you want to feel sad. But either ways, I think itīs beautiful. I love you, Mulder. Iīve been trying to say that for such a long, long time, but every time I found forces to say something happened. I know that hearts and feelings are way too crazy but Iīm sure about this one. And my heart says I have to write you this. And I have to tell you that I love you. That is the only truth Iīve discovered in the last 8 years. Today is a rainy night. Itīs saturday, so cold here without you. I wish you were here, at least for you to call me and say Iīd have to leave my warm home and go looking for something strange with you. It was so good... I could hear you breathing when we talked on the phone, I could smell your sweet perfume in a car in which the atmosphere was pretty heavy sometimes. My anger, because Iīd lost another day of my life. But when you dissapeared and I found out about the living part of you in inside of me, I realised that we lost so much time. A time that we could have been happy. And sometime I wonder if Iīm ever gonna make the end again. Itīs just so far and out of sight. And I really need someone to talk to but no one, besides you, would know how to confort me. Tonight, outside the window, snow is cold and rain is wet and they chill my soul right to the marrow. I know that I wonīt be completely happy until I see you at home again, feeling well. And only when you were taken from me I truly found out how worth is every single day of my life when Iīm beside you. How much, three words, I love you, mean to me. Since you dissapeared, or were abducted, as youīd prefer, I realised how worth is a minute next to someone I love. Next to you. I stopped telling myself that people know how much I love them, I admire them... now I tell people that. I tell my mom, Charles, Bill, Tara, Mattew and even the little seed of you that grown inside me that I love all of them. But the person I most love, is not here to hear that. You. And that hurts me like hell. The days before you were taken from me, I felt that there were two things wrong. First was that I was feeling so sick, dizzy and weird. Something was going on in me, in my body but I didnīt know it was such a miracle. And second, believe me or not, I felt that something was going to happen to you. I donīt know how to explain it, either believe it but I do. And I knew something very bad was going to happen, but I couldnīt do anything. I tried to avoid, but you have always been so obstinated that it wouldnīt be any worth telling you that. But I sort of understand. You just wanted the truth, and I just didnīt want to lose you. But at least I gave to you something, the only material thing that is important to me. My cross. My faith has been relied on it for such a long time. So many years. My faith, my trust, my love. But thereīs a time in life in which youīd give up on your own life to have the other back. But for me, even if there was a way to do that.... well, I couldnīt. The only live memory of you, the proof of our love was inside of me. It grows inside of me every single day. Iīm almost three months pregnant of Colin. My little boy. I remember how emotional and happy I was when I found out. I just wish you were here to hold my hand. My life has been very calm since that. I canīt do field work anymore, I donīt have those horrible headaches and I donīt feel sick. But I have pain in my heart. The worst pain. The pain that only someone who lost the most loved one knows. Please, come back... ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Skinner was in tears when he finished reading the letter. He knew the facts and both Mulder and Scully were so important for him... they were almost like his own children. AD Skinner was aware of the facts. He knew about everything, but he didnīt expect, ever, to read such a painful loving letter. When Scully wrote that she still was sort of happy, she still had hope. But the sad times were coming. Scully was told that Mulder was back. But he was so debilitated that he had not even 15% of chance to survive. But Scully still had faith. Gradually, Mulder was getting worse, and worse... 5 days after he appeared in the hospital, just like her 7 years ago, he died. In front of her, with her cross. That was hard situation, the hardest situation for her. Scully suffered an expontaneou abortion. And in her life, there were, at the time, two things that kept her alive. Mulder and Colin. And they were both gone, taken from her in the worst way. A few weeks later, Scully was gone along with them. She died. Some might say it was because of the overdose of pills she was taking to sleep but the truth is that she died of sadness. But she wrote something to a special person who would still stay in the world of living. Dear Skinner, By now, if you read this letter, itīs because Iīm not with you anymore, not in this world. Although my soul was dead for weeks. I ask you not to be sad or sorry about what happened to me, Mulder or anyone. Itīs not your fault. But it was the only way out I had. But now Iīll be with who I love. Actually, I donīt know where Iīm going to, but my soul believes that Iīll be with them... My dad, Missy, Colin and Mulder. Mulder...... I found out I loved him more than life and I couldnīt go on with this emptiness, without him He filled my life, my sould, my heart. And with him I became one. Now our souls will rest together, like the soulmates we are but didnīt know. Thereīs something else, Skinner.. Iīll never forget you, ever. Youīve been so important in my life. Iīll be forever thankful for that. Our souls will meet again, someday. Thank you of all my heart, Dana. Both letter were found in Scullyīs apartment. Skinner was feeling better after reading them. He knew she wouldnīt life in peace without him. But now they rest together. Skinner looked to the sky, took a deep sigh and said: itīs beautiful __ I want to believe it ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* When You Come Back To Me Again Garth Brooks Thereīs a ship out on the ocean At the mercy of the sea Its been tossed about lost and broken wandering aimlessly And God somehow you know that ship is me Cuz thereīs a lighthouse in a harbor shining faithfully Pouring its light out across the water for this sinking soul to see That someone out there still believes in me On a prayer in a song I hear your voice and it keeps me hanging on ohh raining down against the wind Iīm reaching out till we reach the circles end When you come back to me again Thereīs a moment that we all come to In our own time in our own space For all that weīve done we can undo if our hearts in the right place On a prayer in a song I hear your voice and it keeps me hanging on ohhh raining down against the wind Iīm reaching out till we reach the circles end When you come back to me again and again I see my yesterdays in front of me holding like a mystery they change all that is and used to be On a prayer in a song I hear your voice and it keeps me hanging on ohhh raining down against the wind Iīm reaching out till we reach the circles end When you come back to me again...when you come back to me a...gain.